This little guy has the right idea. Lizardo, basking on the window sill next to me.

Everybody feels this way. I’m not special. But, I have spread myself too thin – things, important things, fall through my cracks because I lose track of what day it is. I keep calendars – physical and virtual – and still I miss things. I just missed a conference call because I forgot this is Thursday, and I’m focusing on a big meeting I have to prepare for before tomorrow morning.

Fergus and I (and his little sister Sophie) took a road trip last week to take Sophie back home to her mom and help with a house move.

Moving on a hot day tuckers a puppy out!

Five days of organizing, packing, schlepping, lifting, hauling, unpacking, organizing, sick Fergus, hedge trimming, errand running…there was a scrumptious mani-pedi in there, also car service and grief counselor appointments, dinners with friends, and of course the two days of driving to, and fro.

Home late Tuesday, breakfast meeting with a dear friend yesterday and a board meeting last night. Regularly scheduled session with my trainer this morning, considering and tossing out ideas for today’s blog, the aforementioned conference call that I missed – dang it! – prep for tomorrow’s meeting.

And I still haven’t unpacked from the trip. Or made my bed. Or the guest bed that will have an occupant this evening because a dear friend is driving down here from D.C. this afternoon for that meeting tomorrow.

There’s an important legal matter I need to attend to, and I’m behind the curve on that little item. Maybe this weekend I’ll have some quiet time to work on that….

After a long, hot, tryingSummer, I’m ready for a break. Pretty sure that’s not happening soon. We three have a Writers’ Retreat coming up shortly, so we will be trying to make up for lost time writing and preparing for that. More about that in coming weeks!

Maybe after that?

Before the holidays and all the decorating, cooking, entertaining, cards, shopping, wrapping…

Did you guys get to take a vacation this year? Do you like to travel or are “staycations” your thing? Tell me all about it because I need to live vicariously.

We usually aren’t able to truly vacation with a small business to run. “Getting away” usually means still being connected via cell phone/emails. The body can be in a different place but the brain is not. This year, however, has been a bit of an anomaly. We took an 10 day trip to Canada that included an 8 day, 72 mile canoe trip. Cell phone service wasn’t possible. Hallelujah! The scenery was spectacular, the canoeing was challenging, the camping part was tougher than it had been 30 years ago. I LOVED it! Being unconnected to the electronic world is highly recommended.

Agh! It’s awful when everything piles on top of you like this. I hope you find time to simply breathe at some point.
I’ve not had a vacation in over a year, but I think living in Cape Town is a vacation in itself and I do try to take the odd morning off to enjoy some of the lovely nature spots. 🙂

Cape Town IS a vacation! So gorgeous. In my mind, I wandered back there and sat on a restaurant terrace with a cold libation and watched the Southern Right whales and their calves frolicking close to shore.

I actually live in a place that feels like a mountain resort quite often, BUT I’m the housekeeper and gardener, not the guest!

Breathe in Breathe out. Totally understand. August-September are an incredibly busy time in my family. End of summer, beginning of school, now we add getting the boat ready for storage (no small thing), and so on and so on. Just gotta take it one thing at a time. Trite, I know, but also true

Exactly so. One foot in front of the other has always been my fall-back, never more so than the past few years. I was at an all-day meeting today and someone I hadn’t seen or talked to in years complimented me for all that I do….I was speechless. I need to learn to say “no” more often, but I only say yes because it’s stuff I want to engage in. Still.

And, yep, boats are a LOT of work, and a hole in the water you pour $$$ into. 😏